I found this site interesting; though I could not join so I could comment.
http://jmcl.wordpress.com/category/gid/
Gwen
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Joyce
That is why it was so important to socialize
... especially with other T folk. It helps you find out early where you fit in. I figured out I was not the CD type very early on at my coming out event in 1985, having assumed it was all about the clothes when I got there. Wrong. Great. My experience parallels Joyce's in that regard in her interaction with the CD community. I stuck with that label for two years though but here am I today, complete to every detail.
Being CD is a tough place to be. You thread a fine balancing act in all aspects of your life. It is very hard to know you are hurting the partner you love. But at the same time I felt to DEMAND to expect acceptance from ones spouse was the ultimate in selfishness and a twisted version of male privilege. One's spouse did not sign on to this. Lord knows how many CDs I encountered who made a hash of revealing themselves. Even among the 'accepting' spouses I run into at T events, they usually have had enough of it by the time an event is over. And please don't get me started over folks like Alice Novick who rationalizes her 'needs' over those of her family and spouse. What she did/does is NOT honorable in my eyes yet she is some weird 'heroine' to parts of the CD community for some reason. A classic case of having your cake and eating it too.
In a way I was happy that I was not, but in other ways it is horrible. I opted to forgo a family for one in trying to be true to myself while not imposing a hurt on her that is soul deep. But I did get to become who I was suppose to be.
Kim
T folk hermits
To be brutally honest, generally speaking T folk don't support each other. I am not much into the "support group" scene, because I am just so focused on being a woman, that I, perhaps selfishly, don't want to hear about the various aspects of being T like chicks with dicks, gettin' it in the butt, doing the drag scene, giving head, and all that. It is not that I am judging anyone at all. I just do what a conservative woman would do. If I had a husband who just wanted a regular wife ... you got it, I'd spin his top. :)
I paid a very unacceptable price to become a woman, and now that I am I am doing "woman" to the absolute best of my ability. Some of us do go stealth, or "to ground" and I hear complaints that we have "abandoned our sisters". That is not the case at all. We are just on divergent paths.
Oh sure, I had my phase of engaging in masturbatory fantasies, and fetishisim, but the charm of all that was off fairly quickly. Even at SCC, I found myself wearing my usual long skirt and modest top sans Hijab. I knew that if some of the Muslim employees at the hotel twigged to my being Muslim, it would be really dangerous for me and perhaps some around me. I did venture out one evening in a thigh length dress, but it felt very uncomfortable to me, and I never did it again.
There were others who were running around with way too little on for me, but since it was perhaps their only chance in a year to let go, well, I was happy that they felt comfortable.
I'll support you all I can but within the limits of my own boundaries.
Gwen
"My Life Long Enemy"
OMG! I had no idea that it was you. I reasoned that there were many Joyces in the world; did not even suspect!
The thing that imediately attracted me was," I’d like to tell you about what happened after GID caught up with me, and what has happened to my life-long enemy." Immediately I knew that I had met a kindred soul. In the last few years before I was outed, the compulsion was so strong that I felt as if I was being carried away by a ravening hoard of Deaemons. There probably was some Freudian pathology going on, making me deeply "want" to be caught out.
Once she was out, it was as if my old self lay in a Coma, and she went wild, literally stark raving bonkers wild! I have not read it all yet, but I mean to. Right now I am trying to decide if I should drive myself to the hospital because of this awful sickness. But when I do get better ...
I can not understand how I could have forgotten my early experiences until I came out. Surely they were not artificially induced memories, because I have too much confirmation from siblings. I wonder if those early days influenced me. I was Mommy's girl; spoiled and pampered, and "I LIKED IT"! How could I have forgotten all that? The memories came back and I am so greatful for them!
Gwen
A MUST read for every TG.
I gained some very valuable insights to my own struggle to become who I truly feel myself to be. Thank you for posting this, and Joyce, if that is truly you, God Bless you for your words and thoughts.
Happy Holidays to everyone.
Catherine Linda Michel
As a T-woman, I do have a Y chromosome... it's just in cursive, pink script.